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Shakespeare – Romeo and Juliet
Act II, {Scene II. Capulet’s orchard.}
{Enter Romeo}
Romeo “He jests at scars that never felt a wound.”
{Enter Juliet above at a window.}
“But soft! What light through yonder window breaks?
It is the East, and Juliet is the sun!
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief
That thou her maid art far more fair than she.
……. It is my lady; O, it is my love!
O that she knew she were
She speaks, yet she says nothing. What of that?……………
The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars
As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven
Would through the airy region stream so bright
That birds would sing and think it were not night.
See how she leans her cheek upon her hand!
O that I were a glove upon that hand,
That I might touch that cheek!
Juliet. Ay me!
Romeo. She speaks.
O speak again, bright angel! for thou art
As glorious to this night, being o’er my head,
As is a winged messenger of heaven………………
Juliet. “O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?
Deny their father and refuse thy name!
Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,
And I’ll no longer be a Capulet